Della Perry Poems

Our dog turned into a werewolf,
His fangs grew really long,
His eyes turned to yellow,
I just knew something was wrong!
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The door was ajar
Light gleaming through the crack
Tempting your inquisitive mind
After knocking on the door for so long
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Camels and oxen, silhouettes
Ripples in golden sands
Whispers of abundant harvests
In a prosperous land.
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She was allowed to buy the alcoholic drinks from the bar
She was eighteen, England is lower to buy booze,
She held the tall glasses with a multitude of colours in front of my jealous eyes each evening in the club,
She, smiling falsely, teasing me,
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I would like to be a pirate
and sail the seven seas,
Be dirty and filthy
and do as I please,
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No distance, no miles or kilometres,
Will ever be too much
Can never keep us apart.
No motorways, no roads, or lanes
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Now, is a silence,
A splendid peacefulness,
An uncertainess that grew,
A frenzied purpose is
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Magpies continue to chat across rooftops
Mice still hide from dug out holes
Starlings sing in noisy crowds just as they always have.
Children play and scream in excitement in the gardens
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Baby cried
She wanted love
Baby cried
She needed care
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A box lay on the floor
Opened only once
Now covered in dust.
Scratching came from within
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